Saturday, September 03, 2005

You can't go home again

For the last few months I have been receiving notices about my 25th high school reunion. I debated about whether to attend or not, but in the end I decided to pass. First of all, it would have meant a plane ride, and I am not a big fan of air travel. And second, I really couldn't see the point of tripping down memory lane. I mean, if these people meant anything to me anymore, wouldn't I have kept in touch with them (and vice versa)? My buddy down the highway in St. Pete lobbied for me to go and I wanted to point out to him that he and I haven't seen each other in more than a half dozen years, and we're little more than two hours away from each other. So why board a plane and schlep up to Massachusetts for an evening with strangers?

Anyway, I got an email this week that the reunion was cancelled due to lack of interest. That kind of makes me feel good.

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Name:Mr. Fabulous

Location:Gainesville, Florida, United States

Just a collection of samplings from the cluttered mind of someone who has managed to get into his 40's without really growing up. You won't find anything profound here. In the immortal words of Edie Brickell "Choke me in the shallow water before I get too deep". Indeed. She was so wise. It's a shame she died so young. Edie, we hardly knew ye. What? She's not dead? Well, her career is.